DEATH OF A BUD

As I sit here in this darkened room oblivious of life,
my thoughts wander back across this perilous day.
The anguish I can’t forget, for it cuts like a knife.
The useless loss of this innocent fragile small soul.

I cry softly as my little one sleeps the eternal sleep,
precious shrouds are worthless to my crying eyes.
A fallen angel too soon plucked from this earth,
to return to GOD in his heaven in the blue sky.

A small soul to be guided by the stars in the night.
Across the milky-way and greeted by the morning sun.
I am left cold inside, as this little soul takes flight,
and I think of sweet moments once shared, now bleak.

Memories will have to replace the joys I have known.
This young bright flower too soon from bud to death.
Thank GOD for the short time that we could share.
This was a life drawn and spent in a single sweet breath.

---RJ

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IS THIS SERIOUS ENOUGH FOR ME TO STAY?
---RJ
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Sure.
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lol!
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but, you have to stop yelling. [no ALL CAPS]
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Sorry about that, I was at work and my cap lock has gor to be on for the job. I really was not yelling cause i'm jelling
---RJ
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:D